I had the week figured out, or so I thought. My plan was to alternate each day between running outside and cross-country skiing until Sunday. The weather forecast even indicated this could be a possibility. Not so. I woke up today to a ton of new snow on the ground and more still coming down coupled with a nasty northwest wind.
As a result, I talked myself into running on the treadmill (again). I think I’m experiencing significant treadmill remorse as I’ve been running on the darn thing so much versus sucking it up and running outside.
Low and behold, 25 minutes into my treadmill run, the power went out. I was convinced this was the universe trying to tell me to get my lazy butt out the door. I mean, it is all about me so why wouldn’t a power outage happen solely to convey a personal message?
I sucked it up and got geared up for an outside run and of course just as I was heading out the door the power came back on. That was the universe laughing at me.
I managed to
run jog (very slowly) in snowshoes for 4km. I thought my heart might explode it was so hard in all the deep fresh snow. Kobi loved it even though she had to constantly stop and wait for me to catch up.
After the snowshoe we did a wee bit of Boxing Day shopping (a few stores actually open up for the big day in our little town). It’s mostly an opportunity to run into absolutely everyone you know and chat about stuff. I did purchase a purple toque and some jeans for a good price.
Not sure if I will be able to ski tomorrow as there will likely be another foot of new snow. I reckon I’ll be snowshoeing for the rest of winter at this rate or I’ll be buying Kobi her own treadmill so she can run and watch television with me.
Have you ever felt the universe is sending you a message?